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This garden's growing hunger like your growing flytrap smile This coming harvest season finds it stretching on for miles We'd do or kill most anyone to be It's do or die, it's up to you and me G.O.D. G.O.D. Demagnetize this opposite bipolar frequency The anger grows in fields as far as naked eyes can see Blood drops from the sky like acid rain From tongue to nervous systematic shame We'd do or kill most anyone to be It's do or die, it's up to you and me G.O.D. G.O.D. The blood drops from the sky like acid rain From tongue to nervous systematic shame We'd do or kill most anyone to be It's do or die, it's up to you and me G.O.D. |